Since the two discussed the results, Qi Hezheng soon wrote the recital. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 He put down the pen and handed it to the Seventh Prince to read it again.

"Well, that's it. The Seventh Prince nodded, and called out the door again: "Qi Huang come in quickly, there is a piece of music for you to send to Beijing overnight." ”

The latter came in from outside and answered, took the recital and quickly walked out of the summoning building.

There is already a tall horse waiting downstairs, this horse's mane is pure black, nearly one and a half people high, but the four hooves are pure white, it is a rare Northland dragon horse.

This kind of horse is quite miraculous, and can travel 800 miles in one night, so it was specially brought to Wuzhou by the Seven Princes in case of emergency.

Qi Huang skillfully got on the horse, only to feel the wind around him, and with a shout in his mouth, the dragon horse took him on the road at great speed.

It was dark at night, but Ryoma knew the way and went straight out of the city along Jincheng Street and went straight to the official road. Because the horses ran so fast, the officials on night often only felt a whirlwind blowing in front of them, but when they wanted to see it, they couldn't see it clearly.

When Ryoma was far away, a figure not far from the entrance of Jincheng Zhaolou was revealed, and if you looked closely, it was Fang Haoze.

He looked at the direction of Bai Yujing's official road, with a gloomy expression: "I hope I can get my wish this time." ”

It turned out that Fang Haoze had already lurked in the summoning tower with his magic and witnessed the entire content of the song.

He didn't care about how the Seven Princes wrote the recitals, because he had long been convinced that the opposition force must be huge, and the emperor was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the pressure and blame the Dingjiang water control project.

Since it is a reproach, someone needs to take the blame. In the water control project, the person with the lowest position is the best object.

After this incident, Fang Haoze was almost certain that he would be impeached by a large number of oppositionists, and the emperor could only lose his car to protect the commander and remove Fang Haoze from his post first.

This doesn't matter, after Fang Haoze was plotted by Mrs. Xiang, he expected this result, and he just took the opportunity to leave the Dingjiang River to find Mrs. Xiang's traces, which was exactly the plan to push the boat down the river.

However, after the dismissal, there must be a way back to arrange, and Fang Haoze does not want to lose contact with the Dingjiang Water Control Project. After all, it is a major matter related to the collection of incense and fire divine power, how can someone pick a peach halfway?

He had already prepared a backhand, and the water god magic in the Dingjiang River had not yet found out the root cause, so he just took advantage of the time of this impeachment to go to Mrs. Xiang for revenge and torture how to remove the magic art.

It is precisely because of this magic that as long as he is not in the camp for a few days and does not bless the bamboo cage with the aura of the artifact, the newly entered bamboo cage will naturally be gradually corroded and collapsed.

This time, the situation on the construction site naturally had to be fed back to the Seventh Prince, and in the end, he had to obediently ask Fang Haoze to go back.

This plan is quite complete, but I am worried that the Seventh Prince or Qi He will not have the heart to fully support him, so he will quietly come to the building overnight to watch.

Fortunately, the two princes still trust him very much, and they also write very defensively.

At this moment, Fang Haoze watched Qi Huang go to Beijing with confidence, then he turned his body, stepped in front of him, and then crossed the space, and the next moment he arrived at his main tent in the Dingjiang Water Control Camp.

The tent was lit with candles, brightly lit, warm and quiet. Fang Haoze stepped into the tent, and Mingyun, who was on duty outside, heard the sound and asked softly, "Childe, what are your orders?"

"Well, there's something going on, you come in. In the tent, Fang Haoze thought for a while and replied.

So Mingyun walked in, made a salute, and said respectfully, "Please also ask the son to command." ”

"You go and contact the guards of the Fang Mansion, at most the day after tomorrow, I may have to temporarily leave the Dingjiang Water Control Camp for a while, during which the guards will help me control public opinion and influence in the camp. Fang Haoze sat in his position and said lightly.

"Will the impact of this levee collapse be so great?" Mingyun couldn't help but ask. "I also know that Gongzi is controlling the water in Dingjiang, which involves a major goal, so wouldn't leaving this time be a major event to delay Gongzi. ”

Then, he sighed with emotion: "Childe is no longer the same as before, his ability is rising, his authority is growing, and there are many differences from when he was in Jinling, and I can't help Childe at all." ”

He could vaguely feel that his own Divine Son was now extraordinary, just now he had been guarding outside, and he felt that there was no sound inside for a long time, and he knew that the Divine Son had used his magical powers and was not in the camp.

At this time, I suddenly heard such an order from the Son of God, and I couldn't help but think that I had gradually been unable to keep up with the footsteps of the Son, thinking that when the Son of God awakened, he was still protected by himself, but now he is like a young eagle growing up, and there is a little feeling of loss.

Hearing Mingyun's words, Fang Haoze smiled: "Steward Ming, no matter what, he is my intimate team, why bother to do this." Feixian Pavilion is just the two of us now, how can I forget you. ”

He heard the faint emotion in the other party's tone, and comforted him at the right time.

"As for the breach of the embankment, I am already in my hands, so you don't have to worry too much, just prepare as instructed. And as I said a long time ago, the future foundation is not in the world, and there is a great future for you in the future, so you don't have to worry. ”

After a pause, Fang Haoze said again: "In short, please remember that the most important thing for a person is not to forget his original intention, you have to think about my original promise, and don't forget that you follow my original intention." ”

When he said this, on the one hand, he was comforting the other party, and on the other hand, why didn't he try himself?

It has been nearly a year since he arrived in the world of Daxin, and he has two goals: to collect incense and fire divine power and open up a force.

Now he has only collected incense and divine power, but he has repeatedly encountered difficulties, and it is precisely because he did not give up that he broke through the current foundation. As long as you don't forget your original intention and continue to persevere, you will always succeed and even be promoted to the fifth rank.

Thinking of this, Fang Haoze's eyes couldn't help but look ahead, and his gaze seemed to be passing through layers of space, extending all the way to the distant Bai Yujing.

This is a new battle, and he is the key point of contention between the two sides.

Even if he predicted the court meeting early tomorrow morning, Fang Haoze couldn't help but be a little nervous.

Can I leave for a few days to find Mrs. Xiang? If not, how can I solve the technical problem of the water god in the Dingjiang River? If I really leave, the days will last longer than I imagined, and the magic will be powerful, and there will be more problems with the embankment?

A series of questions flowed through his heart, but in the end, they fell into nothingness, only pulling Fang Haoze's thoughts. Even if he has reached the fourth order of cultivation and has reached the demigod, he is also shocked to realize that he still has a mortal heart, and he still does not dare to forget his original intention, and he must work harder for his original intention.

(Half a year after writing the book, the author also knows that he has a lot of shortcomings.) I hope I don't forget my original intention. Recently, I don't know if everyone is satisfied with the plot, I think it seems to be some progress, but I feel a little regressive, so hazy. ）